I hope you will enjoy browsing. There is a selection of photos, poems and essays for you to see including photos from my recent poetry tours in the United States. The itinerary for the forthcoming autumn tour of Pennsylvania, Ohio, Kentucky and West Virginia is below but note there are some dates still available. If If you are interested in booking me for an evening of readings or workshops either in the UK or overseas I'd be pleased to hear from you - you'll find all the details under 'Availability'.

THE FOURTH PLINTH, LONDON Bryan spent an hour reading his poetry on the Fourth Plinth in London's Trafalgar Square on Thursday, 13th August as part of Antony Gormley's living arts project 'One & Other'. To view Bryan go to www.oneandother.co.uk/participants/BRYAN_O

(I still have availability 7th-10th October in Cincinnati area and 16th-17th October in Kentucky/Indiana)

Here is a poem to whet your appetite - written while I was on election duty in Fiji in 2006.

I sat on the old wooden verandaearly one gentle island morning.Heavy rain had awoken mebut the night’s sticky air had clearedwith the rising of the sun.

I sat watching the wavescrashing on the reef not far distantas they had been doingfor thousands of yearsbefore men wondered why.

The dark, heavy rain clouds slowly thinnedand as the light of a new day strengthenedGod used all the colours in the Divine paletteto paint the skyin lighter shades of glory.

A fruit bat flew home to roost -her night’s work done.A silver dew covered the grassas the mynah bird sang her morning song.I sat entranced at the start of this perfect new dayand thanked God I was alive.

Bryan Owen on election duty for the European Union Observation Team in Fiji 2006. The sulu wrap-around was compulsory wear out of respect for Fijian culture. Sadly, Fiji's democratic government elected in May was overthrown in an army coup in October.

And here is the title poem of the newly-released CD!

A gentle sprinkling of stars

I spied a gentle sprinkling of stars at the end of a crisp winter’s day far beyond our red angry Marsor the homely Milky Way.

Their light set off in particle-wavesas Neanderthals suffered the shockof our violent ancestors stealing their cavesand daubing pictures on rock.

That was long before history began when Earth was ruled by our earliest kin; those stars witnessed the ascent of Manand Creation groaning in sin.

Sin is out of fashion nowin our irreligious timesbut man still visits upon manthe wickedest of crimes –

the wickedest of crimes, I say,through bullet, bomb and gun;God forbid that stellar light find other men circling another Sun.